Friday, March 31, 2017

Building Fence

The sun beats down hard
As I fix another fence
Dig hole set the pole
String the wire pull it tight

Fasten wire to the post

Bottle Feeding

Bottle feeding a baby calf
There is not a greater feeling to have
When you stick that bottle to their mouth
You watch the calf drink it out

There is magic on the farm
Even little children get charmed
However none of it compares to that

Bottle feeding a baby calf

Born Country

The Sound of water running through th creek
Cows on the hillside grazing
Warm breeze through the treetops
Wild animals in the woods

I was born country
These things run through my blood
Like a mighty river
That can not be stopped

Fixing fence
Hauling hay
Cutting wood
Fishing in the pond

I was born country
It is forever a part of who I am

Family dinners
Catching Fireflies
Sitting out at night
Watiching the starlight

I was born country
The spirit of nature
Is one with my soul
For it trully is
God's creation

Hay rides
BBQs
Fresh fruits and vegitables
From the garden

I was born country
Nothing like a job well done
Being with friends
Getting along

Dogs in the yard
Mom's cooking
Cat's in the barn
Kids playing in the yard

I was born country
It is who I am
The values passed down
Can not be taught
Only can be learned
Off the land

Gathering Walnuts
Camping out at night
Tire swings

I was born country

I always will be

Baby Calves

Everyday baby calves being born
Bringing much new life on the farm
Quick to catch them and tag them
Some are easy to catch
Others not quite so
Sometimes they kick
Watch out for
The back
Leg

Baby Calf 2

Look up on the hill
A baby calf lies silent and still
Laying underneath the tree
Sleeping away as peaceful as can be
Mama's nearby
So I dare not get close
one kick from her

My ass will be toast

Baby calf

In the morning dew lies a baby calf
Hidden behind a rosebush

Sleeping in the warm sun

ATV Riding

I ride my ATV
I ride it like a pro
I jump every mound
I drive through every hole
When cows have broken fence
I take my ATV
I chase them back in
Back to where they belong
Then I fix the hole in the fence
They made

A day on the farm

A day on the farm there's so much to do
Fixing fence herding cattle
Hauling hay cutting wood

Donkey

We have a donkey
Just showed up one day he did
We have a donkey
Wandered onto the farm one
Day no one's called no one's claimed

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Boy 2

A boy is lost
Wondering in the streets
Will no one help that kid?

Boy

Boy
Lost and
Alone in
The world around
Him

Birth

The birth of a child is a wonderful thing
All your hopes
All your dreams
Wrapped up in this small package

Accepted

All people
Need to be
Accepted

Abused 2

She huddles in the corner
Tears flowing from her blackened eyes
She cries in silence
Afraid that he will hear
Afraid her cries will make him mad
Afraid the beatings will continue

She bleeds
Where he has struck her
The salt from her tears
Sting as they wash over the wounds

Still she is silent
For to let him hear her cry
Would mean a victory on his part
That she will not allow

Abused

Abused, beaten, torn
Like a ragdoll tossed around
Blood flows freely from the wounds
She cries silently
Beaten by the one she loved
Hated in an angery rage

Children 4

Children are our future, hope, and joy
Rather they be girl or boy
There is an innocents in their eyes
That shines like the stars in the sky
Their smile could melt the coldest heart
They also have the biggest hearts
Children believe without seeing
They often have friends that only they can see
Yes, children are so sweet
from the tops of their heads to their feet
Please don’t make them grow up to fast
Please let their childhood last

Child 4

Down a dark cold alley there is a child waiting for help
Do you venture to help the child not knowing where it will lead
Or do you pass by and think nothing of it at all

Child 3

Paints messy
Look at you
Walking art

Child 2

Walking art you are
Finger paint spread all over
Red,Green,Purple,Blue
Just to name a few of them
Worth more than any painting

Child

Bless you
My child
You are special
You remind me of your mom
Bless you

Childhood

Once childhood is gone it is gone
At least that is what they say
I for one think this is wrong
Life is funny that way
Childhood dose not leave because we grow
Seek the child within and be true to thee
Then you will get to know
Who you truly be

Children 3

Children grow up fast
Let them enjoy childhood
Soon they will outgrow


Children 2

Act in such a way
That your mother and father
Have no anxiety over you

except concerning your health

Children

Children living in the streets
Under bridges
In cardboard boxes
Or in shacks

Children neglected
Children hurting
Children hungry
Children in pain

Why does the world just pass by
Without even turning an eye
To see these little ones in need

These little ones represent
Our future
Our hope
Yet nobody seems to care
All they see is
Dirt
Grime
Messy
To these people
These children represent nothing

Why has the world gone so cold
Why is it so heartless
That children must suffer

Children should be allowed to run and play
Not worrying about their next meal
Children should be with friends
Not alone holding signs
Children should have a caring family
Not people who just want to play nasty games

Raise your voice
For these little ones
Sound the call
Let the children know that someone cares
Let the children know They have a friend

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Where is the good in goodbye

Where is the good in goodbye
The day you left this world behind
You once was
My life
My joy
My everything
Your death was quite a sting

I love you
I always will
No other could fill your place
No other could trully fill that space
Your departure left in my heart

Whiskey and Wine

He was the whiskey
In the relationship
Rough neck
Country
Cowboy
She was the wine
Elegant
Beautiful
Upscale life

A relationship grew
Between those two
That created a brew
That was the best of both lives

He was the whiskey
She was the wine
Together they built a love
To last for all time

Who's that man

I thought what we had was perfect
I thought what we had was true
So
Who's that man
I see with you

I know he's not your brother
I know your family
I also know you were an only child

Maybe a friend from work
That is most likley it
Meeting up to discuss buiness

However as I look across the mall
My mind can't help but wonder
If you have found another
To leave me all alone

I must leave
Before I make myself known
We can talk
When you get home

Nomadic

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